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Italics = thoughts or flashbacks
Bold = Metkayina sign language
Bold italics = movie pov??

The ride was excruciatingly long and restless. Ra'mora fought to keep her eyes open for as long as she could. Part of her wish she was small like Tuk again as she saw her sleeping in their Mother's arms.

Just as her eyes were about to close for what felt like the hundredth time, Neteyam made his Ikran bump into hers. She quickly woke up and looked around and was met with a laughing Neteyam

"Don't do that again skxawng!" She yelled over the harsh winds as her Ikran flew closer to his. They had a little game as they chased each other while still keeping up with their family. The fun little game they created was cut short as they heard their father's voice.

"Knock it off back there you two!" Jake yelled over the sound of waves crashing and the wind.

The two looked at each other and rolled their eyes then went back to their normal positions. Ra'mora watched as Lo'ak looked back at her, sticking his tongue out playfully to her as she huffed at Jake scolding her and Neteyam.

'Oh what a party pooper.'

Tuk had been woken up by the sound of their father yelling and she sat up a bit. She rubbed her eyes harshly as their Mother pat her hair.

"Are we there yet?" Tuk grumbled. "We are close." Neytiri reassured and Tuk went back to sleep.

A few minutes later they started to see some islands and clearer water with less waves. The most excruciating part of this trip was when they had to continue flying through a severe storm. Ra'mora was too tired to even care and was about to fall asleep until a loud rumble of thunder woke her up and damn near set her off her ikran. Neteyam laughed at her when he witnessed it.

"We're almost there!" Jake called out as they all turned to look in front of them.

They soon arrived and flew over what seemed to be like a barrier and a bunch of Na'vi under them stopped what they were doing to look up. She saw some point up at them curiously and then they heard that a horn was blown as they got closer to the ground.

Jake was the first to land and the rest of them followed after his lead. Ra'mora saw her mother go to grab her bow but their father told his mate to leave it. At this point a bunch of Metkayina began to form a crowd around the Omatikaya.

It made Ra'mora more creeped out than nervous. She soon realized that it was probably their first time seeing Forest Na'vi so she let it go.

Jake ignored the whispers surrounding them and held his hands out to indicate they meant no harm, Neteyam doing the same. He even nudged his twin to do the same and she rolled her eyes. She still did it nonetheless.

"Be nice." She heard Jake whisper, more so to Ra'mora specifically. That girl had quite the mouth on her. She nodded slightly and tried her best to ignore the snarky remarks she heard being made towards her and her family. It took everything in her to not turn around and hiss at them.

Time continued on and as more and more time passed, so did the amount of villagers that surrounded them. They probably came to see what all the fuss about. Suddenly, two boys pushed past the crowd of villagers, Ra'mora locking eyes with the taller one for a moment.

Ra'mora immediately greeted the boys to be respectful, her two brothers following after her. She looked them up and down with an obvious distasteful look on her face when she saw that they didnt return the action. She was so tempted to say something but held her tongue.

"Easy," Jake whispered, "Just be cool."

The three teens took in a deep breath and all snuck glances at each other while the two other teens continued to inspect them. Ra'mora shifted uncomfortably under their harsh gaze as the taller boy looked her up and down in a judging way.

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